Francesca was clinging to Jonas as if he might evaporate if she let him go, and he stroked her back softly to try and reassure her that he wasn’t going anywhere.
He had almost regretted his decision to drive to his former territory when he finally thought about the fact they would have no privacy. Part of him wanted to avoid talking to Francesca entirely, but there were so many questions he wanted to ask her and things he hoped to discuss that he knew she wouldn’t consider talking about while the others might overhear them.
The truth was that the others were either sleeping or caught up in their own personal issues and they were effectively alone, even if they weren’t isolated.
He was concerned about how badly Francesca had been hurt, and he was sure that she was concealing the true ext
